Aged about 19. Full red lips. Actually she is very pretty indeed. She exhales, parting her lips.Quickly I relieve her of her gold bracelet and tug a n...ice ring off her finger.“She’ll be fine,” I opine, “We better inform Lord Vader.”Uh-oh... “Vader can wait,” grunts Khlaar.He is between those shiny white boots and he is pushing her dress up her legs. Already his groin guard is off.He flings her dress up further and I can see her brilliant white panties. Immediately Khlaar seizes them and starts. "Oh God, Dad, who cares! I can't believe there aren't better things to fill the airwaves with!" But I took it as a good sign that he was at least still trying to engage the outside world.As the week went on, Dad became increasingly uncomfortable. Always stoic, I knew the pain had to be getting awfully bad for him to let on at all. On Wednesday he asked me to help him into the kitchen; he couldn't stand to lie on the living room sofa any more.Neither of us had explicitly acknowledged to the. The bathhouse should have been the only puddle of light in the dark night, but the trailers were all lit. I noticed the small group standing outside shouting at each other. Even dumb ass me could tell it was escalating quickly. I went inside the bathroom to pee before I even considered anything else. I seated myself on the last toilet inside a small cubicle. I really was in a hurry to get it over with and get the hell away from the loud voices. Of course my nerves made it harder to start the. Dale got out the other side, put away his cock and hustled toward the bar. He half-shouted over his shoulder from fifty feet away, “Thanks again!”Kelly went to our car and found that, of course, I had locked it. She slipped her bra under the windshield wiper and came in through the front door. She sat down with me. The quiet one had just gotten up to dance at the insistence of her friend. Kelly gulped some more beer and gave me a quick update.She headed back to the dancefloor. She saw Dale was.